Pandemic Playlist VII: Getting Into Jazz

Source: Bocamag.

Twenty-twenty will be remembered, in part, as the year I really got into jazz. Granted, pockets of it had infiltrated my archive since college—a Stan Getz here, a Chick Corea there—and I have been beguiled by the mystical cosmic jazz of Sun Ra for as long as I’ve taken music seriously. But for a dozen years, I’d owned just one Ornette Coleman LP, Free Jazz: A Collective Improvisation, somehow believing that was enough. Now I have five, which of course is not nearly enough.